I heard a strange chirp and found these two. My mother called them 7 sisters, and they used to create merry hell in the garden at her parent's Benaras bunglow. Today they came in two. Stayed. And played around the pots, looked around and chirped. Birds always remind me of ma, who loved all crestures big n small. Her birthday month brings in all kinds...from butterflies to birds! A grey day brings in cheer!